Below is the poem entitled Tangled Vines which was written by poet
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Getting through the jungle is not so easy
when I have to contend with tangled vines.
Swinging through the trees used to be a breeze,
but now they are growing every which way.
I don’t have a clue about how I got here,
but Jane is always by my side each day.
Civilization? I have no idea of its meaning.
I can’t explain these objects flying overhead.
Are those the things people use to get there?
July 2, 2013